From the first time I set eyes on you through that computer, I was counting the days until I had a chance to actually hold you in my arms. There's just something about being a Grandma that is so hard to describe. I love your Daddy and Aunt Abby so so much; but this Grandma thing is totally different and very special in its own way.I planned a a Christmas trip out to see you; and the excitement waiting for the day when I got to board that plane for Portland, OR, just about exhausted me! By the time the day arrived, I had a whole extra suitcase filled with presents and clothes for you! I just couldn't stop myself!
I will never forget running through that airport when we finally landed. And then I saw you. Your Daddy was holding you up facing me. You had on little bluejeans and a cute little hat. I picked you up that day and for the whole week that we were there, I don't think I put you down for more than an hour! Holding you for the first time was one of the best moments of my life. I will never, ever forget it.
A couple of times I did allow Papa Tom to hold you....but not for long. Papa Tom thought you had the fattest cheeks! He would talk to you like you were an adult, and expected that you were understanding every word of it.
Love you,
Nana
